[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFABB1]Belladonna[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/KR5hl49VZqiiY/source.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFABB1]Location:[/color][/b] Unknown
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Ensuring that Longshot would remain tied up, Bella checked her knots before stepping back. The others began to talk and devise next steps. Really, this was getting tedious. She wanted back to normal, back to her own body. Whatever games were being played here, while cute at first, were now aggravating. She almost wanted to punch the man until he revealed how and why. But that would take things too far. Plus, wouldn't that only make the game more fun for the ones doing this?

[color=CFABB1]"He isn't going to tell us much. We could end him. It would be quicker."[/color] Bella said it with a straight face, which was weird since it was coming out of an 11-year-old's body. [color=CFABB1]"But since I have a feeling that's not the case, then I suggest we stop questioning and start moving. The sooner we leave, the sooner we get answers and get back to normal."[/color] Either way, she was done playing around with him. Take him or leave him, kill him or don't, she wanted to move.